This is what my Fridays look like

I sometimes have to censor my friends. Don't they know that mentioning it just perpetuates it?

Censoring my Bubbles

"I've been getting such an interesting picture of your mother from what you've been writing in the past year!"
Ever since the above quote was spoken to me by my impressed and slightly bemused English teacher, I've become increasingly aware of how often I am tempted to incorporate Mom-quotes into my papers. It happens a lot. Seriously, I've got one for every subject. Prompted by this statement, I looked up my past essays. There was one in the UFO essay, the About Me, essay, and the Naked Eve/Pomegranate essay. Here we are on censorship.

So are we really trying to protect our children, or protect our power of control over them? When my mother would eavesdrop on my conversation with a friend, or find a note or drawing in my backpack she didn’t approve of, she used to say, “Maybe I’ll just keep you home. Maybe I’ll just keep you in a bubble.” One of the biggest problems with parents today (and perhaps, with parents in general) is that they believe that this tactic would actually work; that good influences can only come from them. They believe that in every book, every song and every drawing there is a message that goes against something they’ve taught. But in reality, it does exactly the opposite. These new ideas and stimulating subjects poise children to become critical thinkers and independent human beings with balanced, healthy emotions.

I wonder what my next essay will be about...